Melt

Your moonfall lips hit my back and I am stricken

Stricken

Stricken like a chicken with its head chopped off

In return for your love I give you blood

The blood of our ancestors

In a vial

Before a stampede

Parading through central park

With the speakers on full

And the cream already spread

Were it not for the shattering of the satellite

The Earth would have seen our synchronous motion

PDE node boundary condition limits

Multiple cycles around infinity

And the parallax of two ice bergs on opposite ends

Melting, melting, melting…

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